Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 521 Went on a Blind Date

Hank didn't even spare Yelena a glance and walked out right away.

"Say, where do you suppose he's going?"

Hank usually worked from 9.00AM until 11.30AM, but today, only half an hour had passed since he went upstairs, so

where was he going?

Summer picked up the name list and scanned through it. Then, she frowned. "I have no idea, either. Mr. Damazio

doesn't have any appointments today, so why did he go out?"

"I don't know, maybe there's an emergency, but since he went out already, should I go after him?"

Yelena suddenly came up with a bold idea.

However, she had just finished speaking when a slap landed on her head. "What are you talking about? Do you

really think you're a simp or something? Yelena, you're a bona fide celebrity! Don't you feel ashamed to be

sneaking around?"

Summer was pissed when she imagined Yelena ingratiating herself with a man when she was so beautiful.

This woman didn't seem to be aware of how beautiful she was, and she kept acting like a simp in front of Hank. Her

beauty was wasted on her!

If it were Summer, she would've dumped Hank right away and gone on dates with all sorts of beautiful and

handsome men.

It was like casting pearls before swine!

Sadly, Summer wasn't born with a face like that, nor could she persuade the lovestruck Yelena to stop.

Yelena rubbed her chin. "You're right. I should wait here patiently until he comes back. If not, he'll be disappointed if

he doesn't see me."

"Disappointed, my foot! Come on, he doesn't want to see you at all!"

Yelena didn't believe that at all. She simply felt that Hank was testing her.

Yes, it was a test. After all, she had treated him unfairly before and even dumped him, so he had a right to be a

little harsh.

Every time she felt a little down, Yelena would comfort herself by telling herself that. It actually worked, and now

she was getting more and more shameless.

"So, what exactly do you mean by that?"

"I'm saying, if you're out of options, you can go the opposite way. If he treats you like that, you can treat him the

same way. Play hard to get, you know?"

Summer thought that her idea was amazing, and she even felt like patting herself on the back.

"No… I don't think I should treat him like that…"

Yelena was troubled. If she did something like that to Hank, she feared that the tiny sliver of patience Hank still had

for her would be gone completely. It would be even more difficult to pursue Hank later on.

"Why not? He's ordering you around, but you're still trying not to hurt his feelings? How pathetic is that? No, wait,

Yelena, you're a simp through and through! No man would fall for a simp!"

Summer was fuming. She had already decided that if her own daughter behaved like this, she would chase her

daughter out and disown her.

"I…"

Yelena shook her head, then nodded again. She had finally made up her mind to stop being such a simp when she

glanced up and saw two figures walking toward the entrance.

She recognized one of them. It was Hank, who didn't even spare her a glance when he walked past her in the

morning. Even though he was far away, she still felt like she could smell the familiar musky scent on his body.

As for the other figure…

Yelena had never seen her before, but the girl looked charming and attractive, and her bright and cheery aura was

a natural magnet.

Yelena suddenly felt a strong sense of danger.

Her thoughts were not without reason. Hank rarely smiled, but right now, there was a familiar affection in his eyes

as he looked at the girl. Yelena couldn't help but feel bitter and awful about it.

"This is my workplace. You can look around if you like."

Hank put on a polite smile, and this smile hurt Yelena even more.

At the side, Summer clicked her tongue as she nudged Yelena's arm. "Hey, look, Mr. Damazio actually brought a

woman here. He never brings women to the law firm on his own accord."

"I know."

Hank had told her before that she was the first woman whom he took to his law firm.

It turned out that with every first would come a second.

There was moisture in Yelena's eyes as she felt indescribable sorrow and injustice.

She suddenly realized how pitiful she was. She was a joke and irrelevant.

Summer took out a baseball cap and placed it on Yelena's head. "I know you're feeling terrible, so just cry if you

want to. If crying doesn't help, go ahead and cause a ruckus. Things have already reached this point, anyway. Hank

is probably starting over…"

The words 'start over' induced a sense of loss and helplessness.

Yelena was at a loss, but she definitely wasn't going to make a fuss.

Just like that, she quietly watched as Hank introduced all sorts of things about the law firm to the girl. The girl's face

was filled with curiosity and admiration, just like Yelena's in the past.

The girl blinked mischievously and said, "Do you bring girls here often?"

Hank thought for a moment, then said, "No, rarely."

Yelena naturally heard what he said.

At least he wasn't denying her existence.

At that thought, Yelena felt comforted, but she also felt very pitiful at the same time.

"Hank, what do you make of it, exactly?"

The girl's voice took on a piteous quality, and her already sweet voice turned sickly sweet.

Hank had an unfathomable look on his face, but he still found an excuse to avoid answering. "We don't have to rush

it. We can take our time."

Yelena instantly felt like her world was crumbling.

She had reason to overthink their conversation because it sounded too much like an engagement.

Could it be that Hank had truly let go of her and was now ready to accept someone else?

"As for the blind date today… I'll talk to my dad about it." The girl chuckled lightly, and she seemed extra cheerful.

"Okay." Hank nodded. He didn't say anything more, and the expression on his face softened a little.

The words 'blind date' was enough to confirm Yelena's guesses. Hank had not only let go of her, but he had also

gone on a blind date.

Yelena shifted her gaze down to see that the ring on Hank's finger was gone.

He had taken off the ring.

Seeing Yelena's extremely piteous and desolate behavior, Summer couldn't help but coax, "Don't dwell on it too

much. Hank isn't all that great anyway. He's just a little more handsome, has a slightly nicer personality, is a bit

more focused, earns a slightly higher salary, is a little cleverer, comes from a slightly better background—"

"Just stop."

By then, Yelena's tears were already streaming down her face, but she still stubbornly refused to admit it.

"I get it. I won't come back ever again."

Now that things had come to this, if she still insisted on coming over, that would really make her a simp.

Even if she wanted to be a simp, she didn't want to simp for someone she wasn't sure she could get.

Yelena sniffled, then wiped her tears away and took off the cap on her head.

"Thanks, Summer. I think I should get going."